Leaning forward the tall brunette pressed a passionate kiss to Crowley’s lips...outta shut him up a moment...then trailed light nipping kisses along the demon’s jawline and down his throat until long nose was able to nudge the silk tie loosely hanging at the top of Crowley’s chest. Sitting up again with lust blown eyes Sam licked his own lips. Nimble fingers swiftly worked buttons from their holes dragging the designer tie along until Crowley’s chest was bared. “My safe word is Christo.” Winchester breathed, taking a moment to laugh because Brady and Ruby were his only lovers he’d used a safe word with, “should stop you in your tracks.” he grinned wickedly.
As good, clean, and wholesome as Sammy looked standing next to his hard drinking, womanizing, self destructive brother anyone that knew the younger Winchester ‘biblically’ understood what a kinky bitch Sam was. As if to illustrate that point perfectly long fingers slid the salesman turned king’s trouser zipper down slowly and a hand wiggled into find the prize inside. Bitting his lip Sam stared into Crowley’s eyes as he ran a thumb up the vein on the underside of the demon’s penis. “Feels good.”
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